Showing posts with label shrinking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shrinking. Show all posts

Thursday, March 29, 2012

What? A phone call from Zach Vargo?

Last night the most amazing thing happened. Well, not the most amazing, but something that I've been wanting to happen. I think Zach Vargo was excited and was trying to tell me he was excited. Zach is not an overly emotional, excited guy. I mean he is, but he just keeps all that stuff to himself. Anyway, I'm telling the end before I tell the beginning. 


So, there I was in Kelly's kitchen and my phone rings. I see that is says Zach Vargo. (I have to first name, last name him. I don't know why, I just have to refer to him by all names.) My first thought was that something was wrong with Janelle. My second was that it was about my bodpod from the day before. I answered because I was sure it was about the first reason. Zach never calls me about my bodpods. He usually tells Janelle to set a time for me to go over and talk about body fat and meal plans. He also has never looked a bodpod so fast!


Well, it was about the bodpod and it was awesome. Basically, Zach told me that I have 29 pounds until I reach my goal weight and I will be at 20% body fat. Right now I'm just over 30%. 


For the sake of time and typing I'm going to put the rest in list form:


- My chances for disease have severely decreased because I'm no longer carrying around all this extra weight
- I have about 101,500 calories to burn before my goal weight. 
- When I started it was something like 5 million and some calories to burn before reaching my goal weight (Zach Vargo does everything in numbers and I'm telling you it works. Just looking at your weight and activity on paper as a math problem really hits home for some reason.)
- At 20% body fat I will be at the bottom of the "lean" category. Right now I'm moving into the "moderately lean" category. He said that Janelle is usually more than 20% body fat when she starts training for a show. 
- When I reach my goal weight I will be 135 pounds. 


I could tell from the way Zach was talking that he really was excited, even though the words "I'm really excited" never came out of his mouth. He also had one more thing for me....


He is now working with another woman who is pretty  much where I was 2 and 1/2 years ago. She is using a meal plan, but is struggling with the eating every three hours. She feels like she is eating way too much, even though she is consuming about 1/2 the calories that she used to. Zach thinks it would be a good idea for her and I to talk. I'm all about it. Hopefully we set something up and find a time to meet and talk about what we're both doing.  Zach pointed out that he can't really talk to her about the emotional side of things, but I definitely can. I'm all about it. I would love to help someone else while they are trying to adjust to a new way of looking at food and eating. 


Anyway, this was a longer blog than I've written in a while. I'm just really excited right now. I'm so close to my goal. Janelle was even texting me after Zach and I got off the phone. She was telling me that he could not stop talking about my bodpod and goal and whatnot. 


I was smiling the whole time I was on the phone with Zach, I was smiling while telling Kelly about the conversation, I was smiling while texting Janelle, and I'm smiling now while writing this blog. Hell yea. 

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Fun picture!

So, I was cleaning my closets that other day and found a lot of my old jeans. I have been keeping one pair of jeans in each size. I've done this on purpose too, because I've had an idea for a picture. I wanted to wait until I had a few more smaller sizes of pants, but I got excited. Also, I saw a few pictures recently on other blogs that made me not want to wait.

I want to do a fun picture with my belts, but I haven't had time to get it all together.

So, the funniest part to me is when I showed the picture to my friend James. I said, "James! I made a jeans pyramid!" Then I showed him the picture. He looked at me and said, "Oh! Those are your jeans! At first I was wondering why you were at the store stacking jeans and taking pictures!" I was laughing my ass off for a good 10 minutes.

The biggest pair is an 18, the smallest is an 8

I think it's obvious that only shop at Old Navy and Gap!

Saturday, March 26, 2011

My hands are shrinking!

            Today my ring almost fell off my finger. I nearly had a panic attack because I only wear one ring and it is platinum with 30 diamond chips. It’s pretty amazing and it was my great-grandma’s wedding ring. It was passed onto me about 5 years ago and I wear it everyday.

I wear it on my right hand on my ring finger. When I first started wearing the ring it barely even fit that finger. I would get in on in the morning and by the evening I could hardly get the ring back off. I would have to use soap or lotion to help slide it back off my finger. After a while the soap would dry my skin and it was just a mess.

Anyway, over the past year the ring has felt looser and looser on my finger. I’ve been worried lately that it was going to slip off and I was going to lose it. I’ve tried to make it fit on other fingers, but it was just too tight for any other finger. I can’t get the ring resized since it has been handed down through the family. I’ve really just been biding my time until I could get it on another finger.

Thank God this happened at my house and not out in public because I would have really flipped! I was washing my hands and instead of using the hand towel in my bathroom I just shook them off because I was in a hurry and that extra 5 seconds to towel dry my hands was just not an option. Anyway, the ring started slipping off my finger. I made a fist before it fell off all the way and I had to stand still for a minute to catch my breath because I really thought that ring was going flying!

I spun the ring around on my finger for a minute and then I tried to put it on my other fingers. It didn’t fit any other finger on my right hand, but it did fit on the index finger on my left hand. I was in total disbelief. I’m still in shock that the ring is on a different finger. I mean, when I got this ring I had to force it on and off my finger. I even remember my dad telling me it looked a little tight! I didn’t care though; I really wanted the ring.

So, now I’m afraid that in another year it will be too big for all of my fingers. I really don’t want to give this ring up to one of my sisters. I might have to use that trick that girls used in high school so they could wear their boyfriends class rings. You know; the one where they wrap the thread around the ring to make it tighter on their finger? I really might be going down that road here soon! I’m just excited that the ring fits safely on another finger and I can still wear it for a while longer!

Sunday, January 16, 2011

My shoes are too big! Did my feet lose weight?!

          So, I put on a pair of heels the other month, and they were too big. I looked like a little kid playing dress up with my Mom’s shoes. They were flopping off my feet with every step. I was in a hurry at the time, so I was shoving bits of tissue and toilet paper into the shoes to make them a little snugger. As I was doing this I was thinking, “Oh my god, my feet lost weight. I have to buy more shoes.” Then I smiled, because I love shoe shopping.

            I didn’t really think that my feet could shrink, but they did. I also didn’t expect that I would get shorter. Really, I didn’t think it was possible for me to get any shorter. I used to be right around 5’3”, but now I’m lucky to make it to 5’2 ½”! I know that doesn’t seem like a lot, but when you’re short, every ¼ of an inch counts! I’m starting to think that the extra height was in my fat feet! I mean, I used to think the tops of my feet looked fat, but the bottom of my feet? That’s just crazy.

 I saw a show that showed how the fat guy from Varsity Blues had a gastric bypass. He lost over half his body weight, and he shrank around 2 inches. They said he lost fat from the bottom of his feet and the top of his head. I just can’t believe he had 2 inches of fat in the bottom of his feet and top of his head. Is that happening to me too? I wonder if I have head fat to lose. Am I going to get even shorter? Oh geeze, I hope not.